It's getting late   it all just wanes and pales and fades away   if we just want it too much   and what a shame   if all there is is all thats   gone away   there's nothing left here for us      deadlight holiday   killing time to make us stay   hollow as the promises of yesterday   on and on the music plays   memories in paraphrase   falling past my window like   the morning rain      it's all the same   so many words remaining   always too late   it never seems worth taking    and all the days   and all the nights lost sleeping   and in the end the secret's not worth keeping.      deadlight holiday   killing time to make us stay   hollow as the promises of yesterday   on and on the music plays   memories in paraphrase   falling past my window like   the morning rain      deadlight holiday   killing time to make us stay   hollow as the promises of yesterday   on and on the music plays   memories in paraphrase   falling past my window like   the morning rain